Hiss!

They drew in a sharp breath when they arrived at the city gate and saw what was happening on the outside! Darryl was startled; he felt as if his bread was buzzing.

There were a few hundred thousand of the North Moana soldiers in a neat square formation at the foot of the city gate with their long sabers. There were so many of them—one glance across the field, and it was packed with black-haired men far and wide. It was an intimidating sight.

Yang Jian stood at the top of the lineup.